Amos

2 Then Yahweh said to me, “My people Israel is ripe for destruction; I will no longer forgive them. 3 The songs of the palace will become wailings on that day, says the Lord. Heaps of corpses everywhere, all cast out in silence.”

4 Hear this, you who trample on the needy to do away with the weak of the land.

5 You who say, “When will the new moon or the sabbath feast be over that we may open the store and sell our grain? Let us lower the measure and raise the price; let us cheat and tamper with the scales, 6 and even sell the refuse with the whole grain. We will buy up the poor for money and the needy for a pair of sandals.”

7 Yahweh, the pride of Jacob, has sworn by himself, “I shall never forget their deeds.”

10 I will turn your festivals into mourning and all your singing into wailing. Everyone will mourn, covered with sackcloth and every head will be shaved. I will make them mourn as for an only son and bring their day to a bitter end.”

11 Yahweh says, “Days are coming when I will send famine upon the land, not hunger for bread or thirst for water, but for hearing the word of Yahweh.

13 On that day, fair virgins and strong young men will faint from thirst, 14 all the young people who swore by the god of Samaria and said: Long life to the god of Dan, long life to the god of Bersheba! They shall fall, never to rise again.”